domingo, 11 de octubre de 2009

You Got Me.

[Chorus] x 2

(Erykah Badu)If you were worried 'bout whereI been or who I saw orwhat club I went to with my homiesbaby don't worry you know that you got me

[Verse 1](Black Thought)Somebody told me that this planet was smallwe use to live in the same building on the same floorand never met beforeuntil I'm overseas on tourand peep this ethiopian queen from phillytaking classes abroadshe studying film and photo flash focus recordsaid she workin on a flick andcould my click do the scoreshe said she loved my show in parisat elysée monmartreand that I stepped off the stageand took a piece of her heartwe knew from the start thatthings fall apart, intentions shattershe like that shit don't matterwhen I get home get at herthrough letter, phone, whateverlet's link, let's get togethershit you think not, think the Thought went home and forgottime passed, we back in philly now she up in my spatellin me the things I'm tellin her is makin her hotstartin buildin with her constantly round the clocknow she in my world like hip-hopand keep tellin me

[Chorus] x2

[Verse 2](Black Thought)Yo, I'm the type that's always catchin a flightand sometimes I gotta be out at the height of the nightand that's when she flip and get on some 'ol(Eve)Another lonely nightseems like I'm on the side you only loving your micI know you gotta get that paper daddy keep that shit tightbut yo I need some sort of love in my life, you dig mewhile politicin with my sister from new york cityshe said she know this ball player and he think I'm pretty

sike, I'm playin boo, you know it's just wit you I'm stayin booand when cats be poppin game I don't hear what they sayin boowhen you out there in the world, I'm still your girlwith all my classes I don't have the time for life's thrillsso when you sweatin on stage think of me when you rhymeand don't be listenin to your homies they be leavin you blind(Black Thought)Yeah, so what you sayin I can trust you?(Female Voice)Is you crazy, you my king for real(Both)But sometimes relationships get ill(Female Voice)No doubt

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[Verse 3](Black Thought)Thet snake could be that chickand that rat could be that cool catthat's whispering "she tryin to play you for the fool Black"if something's on your chest then let it be knownsee I'm not your every five minutes all on the phoneand on the topic of trust, it's just a matter of factthat people bite back and fracture what's intactand they'll forever be I ain't on some "oh I'm a celebrity"I deal with the real so if it's artificial let it beI've seen people caught in love like whirlwindslistening to they squads and listening to girlfriendsthat's exactly the point where they whole world endslies come in, that's where that drama begins, she like